Summer, that time in the year where everyone seems to slow down and tow to the rhythm of their environment. Our seasons song; the humming cicada, drowsily moves us on sweaty nights. Work is put away and we emerge from our homes curious again. I love the hot, the sweat, the way people seem to be more IN their bodies, more aware of themselves. I love the buzzing energy that seems to hum under the city, the bright over exposed colors. I long all year for that refreshing dive into a large body of water and to let the sun bake its warmth into my skin. Oof, I am a sucker for summer. I could wax lyrical all day about the merits of this magical yet intangible season, but instead I will show you.